She releases spirits long held in her keep
On rare moonless nights while the living sleep
On billows of white they're blown by the wind
Toward remembered lives, they move inland
Perchance to find loved ones once dear
sadly, long gone now, none left to hear
The whispered yearning for one more embrace
of spirits still imprisoned with no resting place
Until a Voice in the wind calls them anew
"Come back with me to the endless Blue,
taste the kiss of waves in the arms of the Deep
She'll hold you fast, and forever, in undulating sleep"
Author notes
One moonless night as I was watching the seafoam blowing in clouds across the dunes I wondered what mystery they held...and so this poem was born...
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This is wonderful! My, my, you have been on a roll with the poetry while I wasn't looking!
Simply stunning, thought provoking, beautiful sentiment.
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...you're making me blush and laugh all at once Skye...and somehow I'm loving that!...lol...
, Rhonda
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Good! I'm glad. 
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Oh my, this is just beautiful. You have such a magical way with words.
Only question I have, where can I find seafoam and dunes in Pennsylvania? lol
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